(Thank you)
Cameras or guns one of ya'll is going to shoot me to death
Just know that shit

I take it easy
(That's how we doin' this)
(I like that)
I take it easy
(Ya'll say that shit)
I take it easy
(Where we going with this)
I take it easy
(Here it go)

Upside down
I pick wigs for beetles
Pry them out and pin them to the pole over the seesaw
Solar Coke’er shimmy out crater cradle my way in double
Wishbone suspension verse am clock radio bangers
Down side up in crippled acres and still the fountain that
Spittle’s sliglets quicker than Quiditch seekers snatch golden snitches
(You can be a part of it)
Just park your bark at twenty paces, hold this target, while chorus picks apart your shit
(Man)
City bread the brittle cheap old little Lego people squeezing little like a Polaroid in keyhole
Media breather needed mural to hide all while your friends and neighbors
Press stethoscopes to the dry wall to the worm tongue tight (tongue)
Bitten behind a vamp chopper foaming
Lamb chopping the sock puppet in Fear and Loathing
Who faulters ASAP to build careers out of misquoting
Sorry Aesop introducing a school of my own motives
This pocket full of nickels, like Cool Hand Luke decapitating parking meters
When the pigs blew the whistle like Winslow
I went to jail overnight for putting a sticker on a phone booth
Now by the time ya'll did that paperwork, how many new rapists float
Panicky banister Silver Surf over the wobbles
Where the potholes are a holster on the stomach of the God show
Blinded by the light, you might just plummet through the cosmos
To see Apollo standing and function before a board hits a high note

I take it easy
The ice is thinning in the valley of the G Beats
And when the freaks come out I hug a TV (uh)
Some how a channel zero benders less creepy
It's bliss, repeat with a twist

Easy
When every Martian in the market holler, "Be me"
You’re a sitting opinions bigot
You learn more when your mouthpiece retreat
It's bliss now listen to this

Oh, ok
All day every day
Oh, all right
All night every night

Who's cat and tongue going to spew stale venom (uh)
Not mine, I hung my hammock in the bedroom
But when the potentially lucrative race wars get steaded
I wake up for a second and help the betters count their blessings
But instead I grab the clutch then at my knees are limps much longer
A plastic flimsy songbird plastic busy long turns for the long term
Got dragon all achy, torn between
The lending of a helping five knuckles and a charge that won't escape me
(That's life)
Suffering suckatash buckle ducks in the trunk with belts
Ten, four on them - sting of operations wingman double packed
(Funky)
Let them roam to the home to the main crib in emaciated slave pancake children game
Not all players feel the same
(Learning)
We don't learn shit, my radio was on regardless
(Yes)
I tune out parties, I tune in starlets
Carbon and pre David-Goliath live Paleolithic bias
Who walks on all fours dragging the cadaver of King Midas
Now this tort Dwarf warhammer Elven bow and arrow
Waivers documents preaching the rain of which narrow tappers
Hermit crab, honest cat, trying to raise the roof in my own TV room
But still get the security deposit back
Pull with me Skippy (Hi) Motorhead dope fixture
What’s up, go to bed, no dinner, hold for the cold winter
Is it bad if the gas leaks?
Desert dozer clicks, stranded on cloud eight proud of the pogo stick
I stayed then along came a spider sprung and alert (I stay deaf)
He makes records with his tongue in the dirt
Sucking the dirty earth crisis with a license to flirt
Buffer the mighty tightly sequins with a price on the Murs covert
Mr. Blizzard shoulder (Cold) he always acts all pissy
Plus your friend said I was an asshole when he met me
No bad moves aloud when you’re in the public eye
Kill it; you are the weakest link goodbye

I take it easy
The ice is thinning in the valley of the G Beats
And when the freaks come out I hug a TV
Some how a channel zero benders less creepy
It's bliss, repeat with a twist

Easy
When every Martian in the market holler, "Be me"
You’re a sitting opinions bigot
Ya learn more when your mouthpiece retreat
It's bliss now listen a sip

(What)
(Huh)
(Sip one)
(Get busy)

Oh, ok
All day every day
Oh, all right
All night every night

Yeah
Mutaeo
Murs
(Like dat)
El P
Mr. Lif
Def Jux
TheBassHipOne
Nasa


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    this translation is riddled with errors

    Grasschoppaon April 04, 2008   Link

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